Everyone owes me a favor

At the end of the day, they decided on the yard for the wedding and the wedding dress.

In the small courtyard, all kinds of furniture are brought in one after another, dragon flags are flying red and emerald, and crimson tents are hung high with the curtains. Entering the small courtyard two times, it really adds the bright and beautiful color of newlyweds.

The idlers in the town gathered around this newly repaired courtyard, whispering to each other.

"Is this new here? Don't you know what's going on in our town?"

"I heard from Immortal Jiang's little apprentice that he seems to know about it, but he doesn't believe in evil and wants to marry here."

"Isn't this suicide?"

"Hey, you can't say that. Weddings and funerals are human nature. They can't be controlled and can't be controlled. Besides, she is not a native of our town. That female ghost may not be able to Hard for them."

Everyone gossiped for a while, and then dispersed.

People in the world are busy making a living, like ants competing for blood, and they really don't care about the affairs of men and women who are next to each other on the couch.

Besides, the homeland is hard to leave, they don't have the financial resources of the old masters to move at will, weddings and funerals still have to be done on this land, and they can't live without marrying girls and wives.

Who knows how long the life-threatening female ghost will stay in this Plum Blossom Town?

It's not bad for someone to go to thunder for them in front to find out if the female ghost has left this place.

For newlyweds, everything is "new", and a new bed is especially important.

After Feng Rugu measured the size of the main house, he sent Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu to buy it.

Their wedding is approaching, and it must be too late to make furniture now, so they can only go to the finished product workshop to choose.

Luo Fuchun is not very good at shopping, so he obediently followed behind Sang Luojiu to watch his juniors bargain with others and choose styles.

They visited many shops, and in the end, Sang Luojiu picked up a rosewood canopy bed,

Sang Luojiu sat down by the bed, brushed off the floating dust, and tried the soft and hard material again. He was very satisfied, and couldn't help showing his face: "Brother, come up and try."

Luo Fuchun declined: "Newcomers and new things, it might not be suitable for me to try."

"Senior brother is about the same stature as Layman Ruyi." Sang Luojiu lowered his voice to coax him, "Come on, come up and lie down for a while, senior brother has been walking around for so long, so he must be tired."

Luo Fuchun didn't like shopping, and he was far less patient than Sang Luojiu. His feet were sore from shopping, and his heart was softened by his younger brother's soft words, so he lay down on it, tried it out, and said "huh" in satisfaction: "Very good, it must be very suitable for Master to lie down."

Sang Luo didn't answer for a long time.

The bed was really comfortable, Luo Fuchun was also tired, so he simply closed his eyes, enjoying the peace quietly.

After a while, Sang Luojiu called him again: "Brother?"

"……Um?"

Luo Fuchun turned his face when he heard the sound, and just saw that Sang Luojiu had also come to bed at some time, laying on the same round wooden pillow with him, looking straight at him from the side, the star in his eyes was almost shining Going into his heart, he couldn't help feeling flustered, sat up hurriedly, touched the front of his clothes, then stroked his hair, and muttered softly: "...you, why are you here too?"

Sang Luojiu lay down and asked him: "I'm a little tired, come up to have a rest. Brother, is the bed comfortable?"

"It's...well, cough, it's quite comfortable. You have a good eye."

Sang Luojiu said with a smile: "It seems that the senior brother likes it. If the senior brother gets married or joins a new family in the future, I will buy an identical one and give it to the senior brother."

Luo Fuchun muttered in a low voice: "I'm getting married, and you send me to bed, what's the matter?"

"Tell senior brother to think of me all the time." Sang Luojiu gently pursed his lips and smiled, turning over and sitting up at the same time, "...Luo Jiu was just joking, senior brother, don't take it to heart."

When Luo Fuchun was provoked by him, Sang Luojiu got up and greeted the boss: "Boss, we want this bed. Please remove the dust, and send a worker to send the bed to Youfang Lane in the afternoon. Copy it for you. In addition, I would like to trouble you. Please engrave the phrase "repair in a hundred years" in cursive script on the bed board. It will be regarded as a prayer and will be pressed under the mattress. We will pay for the engraving. .Do you like it?"

Luo Fuchun watched his thoughtful and virtuous junior brother arrange everything neatly, his heart was slightly sweet, and he couldn't help but think of all the good things that his junior brother had done over the years, his heart was warm and numb.

He felt that he should do something, so when Sang Luojiu followed the boss to enter the deposit, and the clerk came with a box of things, he took the initiative to take it and opened it.

A box of silvery broken jade inside almost dazzled his eyes.

Curiously, he took out a velvet-shaped warm jade, thinking it was quite convenient: "What is this?"

"The shopkeeper had a good talk with your brother, and he heard that your family had a happy event, so he said he would give you some gifts. These are the things you need for the event."

The little guy looked festive, and he laughed a lot without saying a word, but now he smiled ambiguously, and he was even more beaming.

He introduced to Luo Fuchun one by one: "This is Mr. Jiao, a lovesickness set, a silver holder, and a pair of bells. It's not a precious thing, it's a heart."

Luo Fuchun was very calm, with a clear expression on his face: "Ah, I got it. You go."

He looked like an insider, sitting on the side of the bed playing with those gadgets, and when Sang Luojiu returned from paying the bill, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to recruit his junior brother: "Luojiu, come and see, what are these? .”

Sang Luo took a long look, and almost couldn't control his expression: "..."

Luo Fuchun fiddled with the velvet-shaped warm jade, and whispered to Sang Luojiu, "I've never seen it before, and I'm not ashamed to ask what it is. Looking at it all, it's quite delicate."

Sang Luojiu scratched his nose lightly with his fingertips, and said calmly, "It's probably a small decoration like Yu Ruyi."

"Well, this one is good." Luo Fuchun said, "If it's a decoration, I'll put it on when I get back, and it won't save the master from doing it."

Saying that, Luo Fuchun closed the box, and softly called his good junior: "Luojiu?"

Over there, Sang Luojiu was lowering his head and gritted his teeth slightly to endure the joy. Hearing this, he adjusted his expression, raised his head, and his eyes were clear again.

"Do you like it?" Luo Fuchun said, "If you like it, I'll buy a set for you too."

Sang Luojiu: "..."

He paused, and then asked, "Brother will give me whatever I like?"

"That's natural." Luo Fuchun said logically, "I promised you this a long time ago. Have you forgotten?"

Sang Luojiu will never forget.

It was not long after the master accepted him as an apprentice, he went down the mountain to make wine for the master, and met several Taoists of the same generation in the wine shop.

These people have a lot of friendship with Hua Biefeng, his second brother.

Now that this illegitimate son has become Yun Zhongjun's apprentice, it made them sour. When they saw him, they would not put down their body to flatter him, so his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, and he pointed at Sanghuai and said some sour words.

"It's really strange that a person born of illegitimate and lowly status can reach the sky in one step."

"Yes, I don't know what kind of flattery method was used to win the favor of the prince."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the gentleman is not a good place to go, he is moody, arrogant and extravagant, the person he can fancy, tsk, I'm afraid it is..."

Sang Luojiu carried the jug in his hand and said, "Please be careful what you say. You can say anything about me, but don't say my master."

They laughed and said: "We didn't mention you, but you are rushing to admit it."

Sang Luojiu said politely: "Then you don't mind if I tell Master these words?"

These words immediately angered these young and vigorous Taoist brothers: "You have only been in the door for less than two days, and you have already learned how to fight against others?"

"Say, go talk, are we afraid he won't succeed?"

"Mr. Yunzhong hasn't pursued the way of the devil these years, and he's nested in the mountains. Isn't it because he learned from his good master and has a close relationship with people who don't know the way of the way of the devil and the sky demon, and has selfishness? Isn't it forbidden to talk about it? ? Are you going to block the mouth of the world? You also want to learn from him? Then you really—"

Before he finished speaking, the young man who was full of slanderous words wailed, was kicked from behind, and fell face down on the wine table.

Behind him is Luo Fuchun with a cold face.

When those people saw Luo Fuchun, they immediately frowned.

Luo Fuchun said angrily: "Spoil rumors behind my back to hurt my master and bully my junior brother. If you are upright, come with me to the master and say something—"

Those people knew something was wrong, they immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, leaving Luo Fuchun sulking in place alone.

Sang Luojiu recognized his identity a long time ago.

Even though it was the first time he saw Luo Fuchun.

He is tall and tall, wearing a single bronze sword, although he is wearing an ordinary Taoist uniform, the dark pattern is the unique cloud pattern of Fengling, the waist card is made of sapphire, he must be an important disciple in the mountain, and his facial features are very straight, Justice is a bit silly.

The master said, your senior brother is handsome and silly, with an outstanding temperament, if you see him, you will definitely recognize him.

Sure enough, what the master said was true, and he was very sure of it.

Therefore, after Sang Luojiu saw that he also went into the wine shop to drink, he did not stop these people from talking nonsense at all, but only lured them to speak more and more.

Luo Fuchun finished the tasks that Feng Rugu had entrusted to him. On the way, he heard that his master had taken in a new junior, so he went to the foot of the mountain, and wanted to get some wine that his master usually drank, and buy some greeting gifts for his junior. Hear those dirty words.

His lingering anger still persisted, and he still did not forget to appease his junior brother: "They didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Sang Luojiu shook his head, and said softly, "No. Hello, brother."

Luo Fuchun was immediately overwhelmed by the words of the senior brother, and his anger disappeared: "Ah, good....Well, senior brother, can I buy you something?"

Sang Luojiu pushed back and said, "No need."

Luo Fuchun: "Why not? You are my junior brother, so I should treat you well. No matter what you like, senior brother will give it to you."

Sang Luojiu smiled and rolled his eyes: "...Then, all right."

That day, Luo Fuchun bought him a sword tassel and a sugar figurine.

The two went up the mountain together, along the way, Luo Fuchun looked excited and asked various things about his junior brother.Sang Luojiu took a small sip of the overly sweet candy man, looked intently at his senior brother's handsome side face, and raised his eyebrows with interest as he thought of his rough appearance of kicking someone down just now.

This is the first time someone has protected him like this since his mother died.

From then on, Sang Luojiu had a different thought about Luo Fuchun.

And what he wanted, Sang Luojiu, has never been out of his hands.

So, day after day, he knocked on Luo Fuchun's dull heart defense as if nothing, and after a knock, he withdrew and retreated, neither forced nor forced.

Even today, Sang Luojiu is not sure whether he will answer his door.

The two brothers and sisters took the gift from the boss and went back to their second small courtyard in Youfang Lane.

After entering the small courtyard, they met Ruyi who had changed back to her usual attire.

Sang Luojiu took the initiative to greet him: "Layman Ruyi, my senior brother and I are back. We have settled the matter of the bed."

Ruyi said "hmm": "There is no need to be extravagant, your master and I are just playing around with each other, it's just a simple matter."

"That can't be done, the fake show has to be real, so that the female ghost can be tricked into biting the bait. Besides, this is the master's marriage, so we can't be sloppy." Luo Fuchun frankly moved the box in his hand forward Send, "Hi shopkeeper, I also sent some ornaments to Master and you, do you want to put them in the house?"

When Ruyi heard the words "Master's marriage", he felt sweet for no reason, and blurted out: "Thank you."

After sending Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu away, Ruyi sat on the stone bench and continued to read with his head down, but his hands unconsciously reached to his chest and clenched the clothes on his chest.

There faintly shone with a light blue swastika.

This love jade has become more and more rampant recently, and it is shamelessly shining endlessly when Feng Rugu is not in front of him, and it is inevitable to wear thin clothes in summer, the light makes him careless about reading, and it also makes his heart tighten It was itchy, making him think about and say that name all the time.

And the person he is thinking about now just woke up from his lunch break, lit a bag of cigarettes, took a rocking chair under his cool grape arbor, held a cup of iced grapes, and spent the summer leisurely.

At this time, Hai Jing had just finished packing the things in the inn, and sent a small box over, seeing Feng Rugu, he came up to meet him: "Mr. Yunzhong, this is your thing, the little monk brought it for you."

Feng Ruyuan looked at the box strangely: "This is not mine."

"Maybe it belongs to Mr. Duan Rong?" Hai Jing said, "I found this box in your room, I asked the boss, it is not something in their room."

Feng Ruyu lifted the latch with a bong, and raised the lid of the box.

When he saw the comb, his heart skipped a beat, the bong was withdrawn, and the lid of the box fell down.

Feng Rugu: "Okay, let's put it here first."

Haijing didn't know the mystery in the box, and bowed to leave.

After he left, Feng Ruyuan opened the lid of the box again, and at the same time raised his voice and said to the room: "Senior brother! Xiao Haijing sent a box, saying that he found it in our hotel room. Who sent it?"

Chang Boning, who was just about to take a nap in the room, paused for a long time when he heard the sound.

But at this time, Feng Ruyuan picked up the jade comb, turned it over, and saw the sentence "Qianjinchun·Xiao" at the back, and was equally astonished.

...Tie the hair together, and comb it as a gift.

This was a gift whose heart was so precious that it was beyond Feng Ruyu's ability to bear, and it softened his heart.

Chang Boning hugged the pillow in the room, thinking of the unreasonable dream he had in the inn about the fire-avoiding map, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

But he still told the truth obediently: "It was sent by Ruyi."

Feng Ruyuan put the comb back to its original place, and groped under the velvet cushion, and sure enough, he pulled out a small volume of silk with colorful paintings. When he opened the first page, there were two handsome men lying on the bed , The state of pouring red candles, Feng Rugu blushed, laughed and cursed, hid the silk book indiscriminately on his body, and stood up holding the box.

He suddenly wanted to meet Ruyi.

He searched everywhere, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he found several tiger and wolf things that were grandly displayed in their new house.

But the two brothers Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu were busy cleaning in the meantime, so they didn't think it was strange at all.

Feng Ruyuan held back Sang Luojiu, pointing at the things: "Why are these things here?"

Sang Luojiu's attitude was very natural and said: "It was made by layman Ruyi."

Feng Ruyuan looked around, his heart that was originally boiling gradually calmed down.

Luo Fuchun leaned over and asked, "Master doesn't like it? Otherwise we'll remove these..."

"All right, all right, tell him to show it off. As long as he likes it." Feng Rugu said with a smile, "He's too thin-skinned, if you tell him what it is, he'll be so ashamed that he'll hang himself."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the room under Luo Fuchun's surprised and puzzled eyes.

Feng Ruyuan collected his thoughts, stroked the box in his hand, and didn't intend to ask him too much.

... He didn't understand.

There is no special intention, but he doesn't understand it.

Feng Ruyuan left the new house, took a few steps, but stopped suddenly, with a faint look of disbelief in his eyes.

... What did I hope and expect just now?